Once his sweep was done, she set all her stuff at the foot of the bed. She lazily and somewhat tiredly pulled up her laptop, a text document,and after what seemed like only about half the clicks that marl's email should have taken-because she was quite fast at typing- she set it close to Connor. She peeked over his shoulder briefly at the site, smiling a bit. 

"Seems to be more than what you thought it was."

But she couldn't dwell on that right now. She should probably sleep and let him do his business. Besides, she got the feeling he'd start getting worried for her if she didn't seep daily...even though she's told him before that it wasn't absolutely necessary. She quickly, and in a way so as to flash as little skin as possible, changed into more comfortable clothes before slipping under the covers.